The Catskill Eagle (Keening Calls Version)

There is a wisdom that is woe
But there is a woe that is madness

And there is a Catskill eagle in some souls

That can alike dive down
Into the blackest gorges

And soar out of them again
And become invisible in the sunny spaces

And even if he for ever flies within the gorge

That gorge is in the mountains
So that even in his lowest swoop
The mountain eagle is still
Higher than other birds upon the plain

Even though they soar



Credits
Writer(s): Herman Melville
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